I twirl my pen
Inbetween
My fingers

The dream
I'm having
Is so vivid

It's torture
And bliss...
A perfect combination

I write my poems
At my desk
And you walk over

I hold your hand
Intertwining fingers
Why is this happening?

I didn't know I loved you
Up intill
This very second

I want to hold you
But it's just a dream
Thats the nightmare about it